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The Dreadful Tea Ceremony
“Marietta, is there something else to do…”
“N, no, I’m going to start now.”
After rolling up the sleeves of her night clothes, Marietta opened the bottle lid and applied a considerable amount of the liquid inside on Belvant’s body. As soon as the liquid was applied, a soft fruity aroma filled the room.
“The aroma is pretty good.”
“Yes. It seems to be a cosmetic product for massages that can also be ingested. It’s said to be able to improve the blood circulation in one’s body, relieving the fatigue, and make one full of spirit again. Apparently, Countess Hyamir is the one who developed the product.”
“Is that so…?”
In response to Belvant who nodded, Marietta said, “Then, I will begin,” as she began doing the massage.
(What a feeling is this?! Such tense muscles! Aah, how dreamy, Sir Belvant…)
It is a muscle heaven for Marietta. The husband who was looking at the figure of his wife who was entranced as she touched his body, felt unrest somehow.
(It’s a massage that’s like being caressed gently, but the blood circulation is certainly improving. My body’s getting warmer, and it feels good. Yes, it feels…)
“Ah…,” such voice leaked out from Belvant’s mouth. Marietta didn’t pay any attention to it, as she crawled her hands without reservation to the slippery body, being immersed in the muscle heaven.
(What is with this feeling?! T-this is bad, aahh!)
In response to Belvant who ended up leaking another voice and seemed to be moved to tears for some reason, Marietta absentmindedly smiled, sayig, “Dear husband… Does it feel good…?” and continued her massage.
“Ha, uu, it feels… good, or rather…”
“Aah, it seems that your legs’ muscles are tired as well…”
“Ah, o-over there is…!”
Belvant’s weapon was completely ready for war, standing in an extremely atrocious condition. However, the wife dazed in muscles, Marietta didn’t realize it at all, as she touched her husband’s whole body.
As a matter of fact, Countess Hyamir’s cosmetics for massage was mixed with a special ingredient that could turn on both the person whose body was smeared with it and the person who smeared it.
“Countess Hyamir said that it was okay to lick it…”
“Wha, M-Marietta, aahh!”
Marietta threw off the nightclothes that only became a nuisance as she straddled Belvant’s body. As she was still massaging the muscular chest, she began to hold the chest’s pointed end in her mouth as she sucked it.
(H-h-h-how indecent! Marietta! Aah, not there, Mariettaa!)
The figure of Marietta, who was gasping as she laid under the bottom of General Belvant Fargus who was writhing in pleasure, was both adorable and obscene that Belvant tried his best to endure without exploding.
“Aah, I have to massage Sir Belvant’s back as well… Lie face-down…”
The general, whose center of the body was soaring tall, screamed.
Even if he was asked to lie face-down, it was very troublesome with his current condition.
“Marietta, lying down is…”
“Well, this is a nuisance…”
The general who was being grasped with both hands as he muttered, “This,” ended up unconsciously raising his voice containing sweetness.
“W-wait, calm down, Marieaaaa-!1”
He writhed in agony as his pointed end was being massaged by his young wife’s slender white finger, with his wife innocently muttering, “Ufufu, it’s fine to lick…”
(W-what an attack! This is bad, very bad!)
However, Marietta proceeded with her own pace without noticing her powerless husband’s reaction. Then, she opened her mouth and put her husband’s thing in her mouth.
“Aaa-h, Marietta, Marietta, that’s… your tongue-!”
Marietta was licking the pointed end as she gently rubbed the thick hard thing with her clasped hand. Then, she raised her face, looking at Belvant, smiling as she said, “It’s sweet…”
What, Countess Hyamir went as far as to make it taste so delicious!
What a frightening lady model!
“No, wait, Mari—aaaaaaa–!”
General Belvant Fargus was at his wits’ end as he writhed before the torture of Marietta, who was licking his soaring thing once again.
“Enough, s-stop, nooooo-!”
The fierce god of Oltaire, defeated.
“Marietta, spit it out here, come, spit it out!”
After she ended up swallowing the sticky liquid that filled her mouth, Marietta muttered, “I drank it,” with a blank face.
With Countess Hyamir’s liquid, it seemed that her oral cavity tasted sweet.
“Y-you drank it, huh?!”
Then, there was this lewd middle-aged man who was getting excited over it… correction, the fierce god of Oltaire, General Belvant Fargus.
“Now, drink this water.”
He instructed his wife who swallowed his own sticky liquid to drink the water that was at their bedside.
In response to his wife who was smiling pleasantly, the lewd middle-aged man who was getting even more excited… he could only be called as a lewd middle-aged man!
“Marietta, your massage is the best in the world! Umu, let’s just say that you’re talented!”
“Really, I’m happy…”
“Then, I have to reward you for that!”
As she was made lying face-down by Belvant, the aforementioned dangerous cosmetics was spilled onto Marietta’s back as she sweely screamed, “Kyaa!”
He crawled his palm which was used to holding swords to obscenely massage his wife’s amorous body as she raised her voice in response to the stimulus.
“How is it?”
“What about here?”
“How about if I do it like this?”
Marietta was gasping with her bright red face. And from within her legs, honey was already spilling over. Belvant saw that and suddenly raised her waist, pushing his own hot rod over there.
“I’m putting it in!”
Marietta who was being pierced in one go from behind, ended up coming from that one blow, strongly tightening up against Belvant’s towering thing.
“Kuuuuu, so tight! However, I can still do more!”
As his face distorted in pleasure, he held his wife’s waist as he drilled himself there many times over. The sound of flesh hitting flesh and the immodest coquettish voice, “Aah, how deep, Sir Belvaant, aah, spare mee, i-it feels good…,” resounded within the shared bedroom, and that continued until it was very late at night.
Then, the next morning.
The ladies who attended Countess Hyamir’s tea ceremony—every single one of them was unable to get up from the bed. On the contrary, their respective husband performed very well at their own work, each with glossy face.
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- No, this isn’t a typo. Belvant screamed while he was trying to utter Marietta’s name XD ↩